Hou Shiding felt that the world was turned upside down. In an instant, the blue sky and white sun suddenly turned into a scarlet world.
He looked around in shock. As far as he could see, the clear sky, white clouds, mountains and forests, and the light everywhere turned into blood red.
"Amazing."
The secret Shura technique that Guan Min had used when he was still a mortal was used at this time, and the effect was astonishing. Even if it weren't for the roar of filial piety with a strong chuuniu aura, Chen Qingyan would have been shocked when he shouted out the name of the move.
Can't associate the two together.
He only had time to let out a sigh before his body was penetrated by a huge red spear that looked like a telephone pole.
The afterimage dispersed.
Chen Qingyan and Hou Shiding appeared at a higher place in the distance, unscathed.
He frowned and stared at the sky.
"This blood prison has actually reached a strength comparable to that of a pseudo-immortal formation."
Chen Qingyan's brain was spinning rapidly, and he found a piece of information written in Chunqiu style from all the information on the Shura clan.
"Oh, no way. Could it be that...you are the legendary Holy Son of Shura!?"
Chen Qingyan couldn't help but grin.
With a flick of the brush, a young man with white hair and a gun suddenly fell in front of him like lightning.
"Human bastard."
As soon as the young man opened his mouth, it was hard to conceal the discrimination, and he even had no intention of concealing it.
Chen Qingyan noticed that the other party was changing. His body was getting taller and taller. Some red comma runes crawled out of his face and spread all over his body, forming cloud patterns. The corners of his eyes were elongated, like blood smeared with red smoke.
Makeup makes the overall look more stern.
The young man had no intention of giving Chen Qingyan a chance to speak.
The broken words fell down.
The gun hit the air and created a ball of fire.
Along with the ear-piercing scream, a piece of the sky seemed to be missing. The scarlet spear pierced through the defect, and then stabbed out in the middle of Chen Qingyan's head.
Peng!
Chen Qingyan's head exploded like a watermelon.
The blood that filled the sky turned into drops of golden flames, clinging to the young man's body.
raging!
Fire!
The golden raging fire instantly burned the boy.
Above the torch, a red cloud cleared away, revealing half of Chen Qingyan's body. He held an iron pill in his mouth and spat it out gently.
Silently, the burning boy was cut in half from the top of his head to the soles of his feet by iron balls.
Astonishingly, it was the [Three Corpse Insect Killing Maru Sword] that absorbed a huge amount of evil power from demons and most of the corpse insects.
Although this treasure could not completely absorb all the demonic power and corpse insects as Chen Qingyan wished, it could be driven by the main body because of this. Its power was even greater than the several rare treasures in Chen Qingyan's hands.
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[An app that has been running stably for many years. It is comparable to the old book-chasing tool. It is used by all old bookworms.
After a few breaths, another passage appeared after Long Yuan.
Chen Qingyan took one step forward, and the world began to spin again.
When I look back, I have escaped from the blood prison and returned to the normal world.
He looked down and found that Hou Shiding was unconscious and falling from a high altitude.
The void opened, and a silver sword shot out from the void, catching Hou Shiding steadily.
At this time, the sky suddenly darkened.
Chen Qingyan looked up and saw Holy Son Shura also falling from the sky. The huge and dense blood prison, like a cloak, quickly retracted and finally completely integrated into the back of the white-haired boy.
Poof!
A ferocious bloody arm came out from the young man's back shoulder. With his five fingers clenched, a large area of the surrounding space collapsed, turning into a vacuum.
And the air that was squeezed out was vented manically around.
The white-haired boy was angry.
But they didn't start fighting directly like they did at the beginning.
Chen Qingyan smiled, successfully convincing others with reason, and threw the jade slip from before.
"Whether you remember it or not, I want to put an end to the cause of the previous life."
The white-haired boy caught the jade slip and said solemnly: "I am the Holy Son of Shura!"
"It's none of my business."
Chen Qingyan didn't give any face, "You are imprisoned in the land of divine sin. You have the nerve to say that you are a holy son of a clan. You are a born great Shura. Now you are not even an immortal. If you pretend again, I will crush you to death."
Chen Qingyan had long been fed up with the white-haired boy.
The birth of the other party was obviously different from what he said before his reincarnation. Chen Qingyan guessed that there was a hidden secret in it, and perhaps it involved a layout comparable to the Suiren lineage. Otherwise, how could he not know anything about this matter with his immortal skills?
This is not good news for him. Because of this delay, he missed the opportunity to seize the Young Palace Master of the Qingyang Demon Palace.
However, this cannot all be blamed on the white-haired boy in front of me.
Because this time he used Hou Shiding's internal organs as a sacrifice to perform fortune-telling deductions, which had essentially failed.
What Chen Qingyan has come to is not the future.
But in the past.
If he couldn't see the future, he wouldn't be sure he could get the Mirror of Three Lives and Three Worlds.
"Try it, there is always a chance."
Chen Qingyan decided to give it a try.
You cannot trust the predictions of fortune-telling, and practice is the ultimate way to judge the future.
There are many variables, so adapt accordingly.
He believes that with his current strength, he is capable of bearing all consequences.
Chen Qingyan flew down and landed in a canyon.
The white-haired boy followed, but this time, he didn't make a move.
The so-called Holy Son of Shura, who read the messages from his previous life, began to restrain his temper.
On the ground, Chen Qingyan glanced at Hou Shiding, who was about to regain consciousness, stretched out his hand again, brutally pierced the opponent's chest, and took out the heart that had just recovered less than one-tenth.
Hou Shiding's eyes popped out. He woke up from weakness and looked at Chen Qingyan with a pair of eyes like a dead fish.
What if we agreed to only pick it once?
"I'm sorry. I made a mistake in the previous deduction, otherwise it would have been completely sufficient." Chen Qingyan apologized in a cold tone, showing no sincerity.
He threw this piece of his heart to Destiny Luogeng.
Three fingers pressed it again.
despair--
Time freezes at this moment.
The air stopped flowing, the trees stopped shaking, and the stop button was pressed on the sound.
The white-haired boy's eyelids closed and never opened again.
Hou Shiding still has those dead fish eyes.
Chen Qingyan was also unable to move.
At the same time, a strange flowing sound came from the void above Destiny Luogeng.
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